I wish I didn’t have to tell the expert artisanal sandwich craftsman how to make the sandwich step by step. “I’d like a number 5”

-What bread? “Whatever’s in the picture for number 5”

-Toasted? “Whatever’s in the picture for number 5”

-What meat? “Whatever’s in the picture for number 5”

-What veggies? “Whatever’s in the picture for number 5”

-What cheese? “Whatever’s in the picture for number 5”

-What sauce? “Whatever’s in the picture for number 5”

Why bother selling meals if each component requires a conversation. The fucking meal option should skip that bulshit unless initially ordered as such. ‘I’d like a number 5 with everything different than advertised’

That was my go-to long ago

Noita - for the longest time the addiction was something along the lines of not letting this ‘simple’ game beat me, and damn does it beat you…

Then I finally had my first God run breaking the reroll machines and oh my fuck it’s like crack. I’ve been chasing that dragon ever since.

Yes, but I’ve since been diagnosed with leukemia… Hopefully that doesn’t mean my spare parts are trash but I suspect that’s the case.

Young Jesus fearing me hypothesized that the Garden of Eden was within the Bermuda triangle. It made sense to me… God kicked out the unworthy and disappearing planes and ships were God’s wrath for trespassing. .

But now you’re telling me the triangle isn’t really a thing… What else from my developing mind isn’t real… Lol